[ He's thinking about it. Maybe it did something. Maybe- Oh, who is he kidding. It's not like he has M to ask, 'Hey, do you feel any different or is it just me being weird?'
That moment is spent where he just stares, like he does. Lost in a thought about it. His eyes dart to his hand and makes a very slight motion like he was going to jerk it away before deciding against it. He scrunches his face up slightly. Julie, cold damp hands are not as pleasant as- Wait. Now we're confused. ]
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That moment is spent where he just stares, like he does. Lost in a thought about it. His eyes dart to his hand and makes a very slight motion like he was going to jerk it away before deciding against it. He scrunches his face up slightly. Julie, cold damp hands are not as pleasant as- Wait. Now we're confused. ]